TSFLIP Chapter 613

In the early evening, as soon as Xia Yanyu walked through the door, she was hit with the smell of instant noodles.

Fengguang was sitting on the couch, holding a bowl of noodles and staring at the TV without looking away. “I made yours too,” she said flatly. “It’s in the kitchen. Go make it yourself.”

“Every time I don’t cook, you just eat instant noodles. Aren’t you afraid you’ll ruin your health?” Xia Yanyu dropped her backpack, clearly unimpressed with Fengguang’s complete lack of life skills.

Fengguang closed her eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the instant noodles with pure contentment. “I love junk food. The taste of additives and preservatives is intoxicating.”

Xia Yanyu was left speechless. She went into the kitchen, resigned to making herself a bowl as well, then brought it back to sit down next to Fengguang.

Fengguang asked casually, “How’s your thesis coming along?”

“Almost done. Professor Wu is tough, but when it comes to academics, she knows her stuff.”

“Oh, by the way, I ran into Jun Yu on my way home today.”

“Mm-hmm… wait, what?” Xia Yanyu snapped out of her daze. “You mean that demon?”

“The same one you fought with.”

Xia Yanyu stared at Fengguang, who was calmly chatting like nothing had happened. Suspicious, she asked, “Did he brainwash you or something? How are you this chill about running into a demon? You used to freak out about ghosts and monsters!”

“He’s not going to kill me, so what’s there to be afraid of?”

“And where are you getting that kind of confidence? Don’t forget what your cultivation level is. One flick of his finger and you’d be dust.”

Fengguang finally looked directly at her, expressionless. “Ever since I first saw him fight you, I knew he wouldn’t kill me. No—us.”

“…So where’s that confidence coming from again?”

“If he wanted to kill us, he could’ve done it the first time we met. But all he did was casually spar with you, like it was child’s play, and then he left. If he truly meant to kill us, we wouldn’t still be alive right now.”

As much as she hated to admit it, Xia Yanyu had to agree—Fengguang had a point. Sitting up straighter, she asked, “Then what do you think he’s after?”

“I think… he’s testing something,” Fengguang said, nodding seriously. “Yeah, testing. He said he came to our school looking for someone. If that’s true, then maybe the person he’s looking for is one of us.”

Xia Yanyu asked, “Is that your gut feeling?”

“Yup. Just my intuition.”

“Then he probably is looking for someone.” The moment Fengguang mentioned it was her intuition, Xia Yanyu dropped all skepticism. Having grown up with her, she knew that Fengguang’s gut feelings were practically supernatural—they’d never been wrong before. And based on experience, they probably weren’t wrong this time either. “If he is looking for someone… why us?”

By now, Fengguang had finished her noodles and gone to the fridge to grab a tub of ice cream. After taking a happy bite, she said offhandedly, “How should I know? But I feel like it’s more likely he’s after you. He seems unusually interested in you.”